Promiscuous

Looking up at the ceiling, she silently counted every book she had ever read. Making eye contact with Lars once more, she smiled dryly and stepped back into her dress. "Thank you, Lars," she whispered. Pulling he garment up, she pulled on the laces that held the front of her dress together, but didn't tie it. It seemed tedious to have to untie it once she got to the bath. Pressing another smile, Winifred stepped out from the enclosure and looked at Artem. Her pale skin could be seen between the pieces of the lace, all the way from between her chest to her navel.

Clearing her throat, she realized the buzz had now disappeared but the heat from gazing at Artem's figure had not. Darting her vision to the floor boards, Winifred looked over at Gular and raised a hand. "Where is the bath?" Biting her lip while awaiting an answer, her thoughts roamed to the possibility that Artem would be the one to take her virginity. It was clear she felt attracted to him, but was it enough to give him the one thing he could never give back.

OOC- sorry tedwar for the short post